Comments for SteamyPunk

Comment on Homecoming, Part One by KM

KM — Tue, 08 Jun 2010 14:32:10 +0000

The sincerity of this is breathtaking. What beautiful work!

Comment on A Man of the Waste by Dutch Barracuda

Dutch Barracuda — Sat, 05 Dec 2009 23:10:30 +0000

Thoroughly enjoyed this, and pushing for more of the punk in steampunk, I definitely like.

Comment on SteamyPunk now in zine form! by admin

admin — Sun, 01 Nov 2009 16:53:23 +0000

Ghoul: Well, it took a long time before anyone submitted work to us again. But I have in my hand a Dimitri Markotin story that I’ll be posting, plus there are a handful of queer writers who have been promising us material (which would be welcome!)

Comment on A Pirate of Both Day & Night by yMB

yMB — Mon, 01 Jun 2009 17:50:23 +0000

Oh my! YES. Absolutely. That was fantastic!

Comment on Homecoming, Part One by yMB

yMB — Mon, 01 Jun 2009 16:56:32 +0000

Very good! More?

Comment on Chaos Theory by yMB

yMB — Mon, 01 Jun 2009 16:48:52 +0000

Very nice! I was sort of expecting them to play on the airship… sailing through the sky, sailing through the pleasure…

Comment on House Of Glass & Pearl by yMB

yMB — Mon, 01 Jun 2009 16:13:27 +0000

Thanks for sharing this story; it was entertaining. The twist to the “cleansing” was… well, uninspired. “Violence is the last refuge of the incompetent”. But the rest of the story was quite good.

Comment on SteamyPunk now in zine form! by Ghoul

Ghoul — Tue, 07 Apr 2009 12:56:45 +0000

Just to know, is Steamypunk dead? On hiatus?
It would be a shame if so :(

Comment on SteamyPunk now in zine form! by admin

admin — Tue, 31 Mar 2009 05:30:37 +0000

Blackmore: our fear is our lack of knowledge of the legality of such thing. We don’t really know whether or not we can legally send what level of erotica to what country, honestly. If you can drum up more information though, please do share!

Comment on Chaos Theory by Io

Io — Sat, 07 Feb 2009 10:49:28 +0000

Wow, that is some hot stuff! BTW, this is a great line: ” There is something remarkable about being touched—one moment it may simply feel grand, a fierce massage. Yet the next, it is sublime. Fire runs through you and you are nowhere, no one. As I lay on my back in that forest I flickered into heaven—the only heaven I will allow to exist—and I was no one, an empty mind.”